So this is where Severus lives?
She arrived at the address Dumbledore had given her and was now standing on a Muggle street called Spinner's End.
How depressing. The houses were again identical but in much sadder shape than Privet Drive's and the abandoned mill with its massive chimney made her shudder. Tonks double-checked the address, surprised the Snape she knew would inhabit such a place.
This must be it. She knocked loudly, a few moments passed and the door opened a crack. This man is so paranoid; the thought flashed though her mind. He flung the door wide so abruptly Tonks jumped, but recovered quickly,
"Wotcher Sevie."
Snape didn't match her chipper tone, "What are you doing here?" he snapped.
Hurt at his harsh words shown clearly in her eyes so he lowered his voice, asking instead, "How did you find me?" Though he was sure he already knew.
"Dumbledore." She answered still unsure how to gauge his response to her sudden appearance at his private home.
Snape was furious. Not at Tonks, not even at Dumbledore, though he was behind this call. The truth is he was embarrassed having her here at his family home. And what is the purpose of her visit anyway? He wondered.
When she first arrived her only thought had been fear. Fear he would turn her away, reject her. He had said after all that whatever they had was over but she hoped he was just being all noble at the time. Now, still standing stupidly on his doorstep she was becoming annoyed, not to mention the horrible smell from that grimy river nearby was beginning to get to her.
"Aren't you gonna let me in?" she asked trying her hardest to be cute and irresistible.
"No." Snape spat attempting to close the door in her face. He couldn't have her here, not like this. Why was she tormenting him?
Tonks stuck her foot between the door and the casing preventing it from fully closing.
I'll be damned if I let him get rid of me that easily. She shoved it open again and pushed passed him.
Snape was losing his temper. "Why are you here invading my privet space, forcing your company where it is clearly unwelcome?"
It upset him greatly watching her wander about his sitting room, inspecting everything, knowing what she must think of it.
"Shouldn't you be off shagging your werewolf, his moon cycle has passed?"
She turned away from the rows of tattered books that lined his walls and he could see in her eyes how deeply his cruel words had cut her. Crossing the little space between them he held her arms softly. Looking intently into her eyes he saw she was distressed and all he wanted was to help her.
"What is your trouble?"
"Nothing." Her response was barely above a whisper. Then her reserve broke. She pulled out of his grasp stepping away and her voice rose bringing with it a frenetic note.
"But I left Remus just before the meeting, I had to it just wasn't fair the way I was treating him and then at the clearing I just knew…"
Snape had no idea what was the cause of her sudden hysterics, only one thing registered in his mind. She left Lupin?
"…and I don't care if you don't want me back I just had to tell you that I love you!"
Snape didn't want to trust his hearing. Was it even possible that she could love him back? Clearly she is a cut above him. Though, perhaps he had given her too much credit. If she could ever think he wouldn't want her, she could not be nearly as intelligent as he believed her to be.
It seemed in his astonishment he was too slow in reacting. Tonks threw her hands up in defeat and shaking her head she went for the door. Snape caught her, spinning her around he kissed her deeply. Slamming her against the closed door and pinning her there he pulled back to look at her. She was stunning, her face was flushed and her lips, reddened from his kiss, were begging to be assaulted further. Her normally clear blue eyes now held flecks of red brought on by her passion as she gazed longingly up at him.
It was all he could do not to take her right there.
"Of course I want you. I've never wanted anything more. " He pulled her close, holding her to him and kissed her while Dissaparateing to his bedroom, bringing her with him. She moaned into his mouth, his tongue gliding along hers. Severus pushed her down on the large four-poster, crawled up her body and began trailing kisses, nips and licks along the length of her neck. She arched up into his affections. Snape was highly skilled with his tongue and she would have had it glide along every inch of her body but this was the first time they'd kissed and she longed to have his lips back on hers.
"Severus?"
She said his name as a question and when he looked up she grabbed his head and forced his lips to meet hers. Snape chuckled and deepened the kiss. He sat up lifting her with him and proceeded to undo, by hand, each button of the long jacket she wore. Tonks wasn't nearly so patient. Once he removed her jacket she pointed her wand at his throat and trailed it down his body undoing all his buttons as she went.
Snape lifted her shirt over her head and watched in awe as she shook out her shoulder length purple hair. She has been wearing it for me. His hands slid up her sides and to her back where his nimble fingers unclasped the red lace effortlessly.
"Finally" he mumbled and she responded by holding her bra in place.
"That's one Knut to see and two if you wanna touch." Her expression was so serious at first that he gave her an odd look but then the grin spread across her face and he answered it with a teasing glare.
"Alright." She relented rolling her eyes but never losing the grin, "I'll put it on your tab." And she let her bra fall.
Her breasts were gorgeous, full but not abnormally so. Though he knew she could have them any way she wanted he wanted them just as she had them. Her dark nipples stood out, demanding to be touched. Dipping down he enclosed one with his mouth sucking and teasing it with the tip of his tongue, while his hand toyed with the other.
Tonks moaned loudly and throwing her head back she thrust them deeper into his caress. Snape pulled back to look into her eyes and cupped both her breasts, flicking his thumbs over her sensitive nipples as she hummed in response. The weight felt so good in his hands.
"You are so beautiful." He whispered to her as his eyes trailed along her slender form.
"I altered them a bit." She confessed, feeling slightly guilty.
Snape looked at her sternly. "It is not some spell. You're a metamorphmagus. Any way you alter yourself is still naturally who you are."
Tonks threw herself at him, claiming his mouth with hers. That was the most wonderful thing he could have said to her. Snape pushed her back against the ragged bedspread, pinning her arms down at the wrists as he ground against her. She moaned again, closing her eyes at the sensations he caused.
"Severus, fuck me." She pleaded.
Sitting up he waved his wand and their remaining clothes joined those already on the floor. She spread her legs wide, eagerly awaiting him. Snape guided his prick inside her slowly then pinned her to the bed once more and began leisurely thrusting.
"Oh Merlin, that feels so good." Tonks breathed. He filled her so completely. She tangled her fingers in his hair pulling him nearer. Snape let go of her wrists and laid closer over her lithe form, still fucking her rhythmically.
"You're huge." She purred in his ear and his thrusts became stronger.
"So big, so hard, this is just like I imagined that night I watched you, heard you call my name."
Snape lifted his head from where it rested on her chest to look at her and the shock showing clearly on his face gave her a delicious thrill.
"You saw?" he asked his expression hard to determine. Tonks whined when his thrusts stopped.
She was biting her lip and Snape couldn't resist sucking it into his mouth. She moaned against his lips. When he released her she was out of breath but determined to tell her story.
"I petted my clit as I watched you Sevie…" Snape groaned at the thought of her hands on her own body.
"…and in bed I fingered myself till I came."
"With Lupin beside you?" She could tell he was surprised but pleased at the thought.
"He saw me." She answered, loving the way this story seemed to affect him, affect both of them. "But he had no idea it was for you." She whispered this in his ear, careful that her lips brushed lightly against it.
Snape sat up on his knees, lifted her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. He pounded her roughly into the mattress at just the right angle.
"Come for me now!"
He ordered, but Tonks was already beginning to thrash wildly beneath him her cries escalating.
Once the last shivers of her pleasure subsided Snape threw her legs back down and pounded her for his own pleasure.
"So wet." He grunted. "You're so tight."
Tonks grinned and constricted her muscles, squeezing him even tighter, effectively milking him.
Snape collapsed lightly on top of her. He was afraid to release her; afraid she would bolt like always before. Tonks seemed to sense his apprehension.
"There's no need to crush me." She said and playfully pushed him to her side. "I'm not going anywhere."
Pulling her close, Snape held her tightly wrapped in his arms. He wasn't taking any chances. Soon he would be ready for her again and knew she would not object. He nuzzled her neck and whispered softly into her hair.
"I love you Nymphadora."
She pulled slightly away and turned to face him her hair turning red. "Just Dora." She said firmly but threw him an encouraging smile.
Author's Notes: Damn it I love her. Is it terrible to be jealous of your own pairing?